“Are you naked, Danny?”
Micah still sounded playful, but there was heat in his voice, too. Daniel had to swallow before he could answer. “Yeah.”
“Is your cock already hard? Mine is, thinking about you naked in my bed. That’s where you are, right? On my sheets with your thighs spread.” Micah made a soft, appreciative hum. “I know I’ve told you this before, but your body is fucking unreal.”
Daniel’s breath caught. It might be vain of him, but he loved how much Micah appreciated his body. He worked his ass off to keep fit, not out of arrogance but to stay at the top of his game for as long as possible. He couldn’t maintain this level of fitness forever, but for now, well...he was totally willing to let Micah drool over his abs. Come on them, too. “You can say it as many times as you like,” he told Micah before releasing the button on the side of the walkie-talkie.
Micah’s responding laugh was husky and low. “If you don’t mind, I will. You’re so hot, Danny, with or without the abs. You’re my every fantasy come to life, did you know? Your smile, your eyes, the way you look at me. Your forearms, your hands. They feel so good on me, strong and broad, tight around my dick when you jerk me off.”
“Fuck.” A flush of arousal swept over Daniel’s body, from his throat to his chest to his pelvis. He knew his skin would be tinged pink, and he liked the idea of blushing for Micah even when he couldn’t see.
“I keep thinking about how it’ll feel when you fuck me,” Micah continued. “Those powerful thighs, all that stamina. Your fingers gripping my hips, holding me down. Your cock driving me into the mattress. Your body over mine.” He sounded amused when he added, “Over.”
Even hard and horny, Daniel couldn’t help but laugh. He was smiling when he held the walkie-talkie to his mouth to reply. “I like the sound of that. Me over you. Inside you. I’ve been thinking about it, too. Every night.”
“Yeah?” The amusement had left Micah’s tone, and the huskiness was back. “Tell me what you think about.”
Daniel’s fingers crept to his thigh, close but not touching his cock. “How you’ll feel around me. Tight. Warm. Slick with lube. How it’ll look when I watch my dick go in and out.”
“Have you ever fucked someone in the ass before, Danny?”
Daniel’s hips jerked up off the mattress. Jesus Christ. It’d been like five minutes, maybe, and already his cock was throbbing with the need for friction. “Y-Yes.”
Micah didn’t ask who. He knew Daniel had never been with a guy before. Process of elimination and all that.
“Did you like it?”
Daniel reached for his cock, but only to squeeze the base. He held it upright, a drop of precome glinting at the tip. “Yes.”
“Mmm.” Micah was breathless now, and Daniel was gratified to know he wasn’t the only one so affected by this. “Have you ever wanted it yourself? Wanted something hard and hot inside you?”
“I...” Daniel hesitated, swiping his tongue across his lower lip. “I have been. Fucked, I mean. Tabby, she... Well, we had a strap-on, so...”
“She pegged you? Fuck.” Micah didn’t seem upset by the idea. If anything, he sounded excited. “Did you like it?”
Daniel shivered and stroked his dick, once, nice and slow. “I loved it. The dildo was thick. Thicker than me. The stretch, it was...” He couldn’t find the words to describe it. Daniel let the button on the walkie-talkie go so he could stroke his cock again.
“It’s so good. I know.” Micah’s voice was shaky with want. “So full. So deep. And, then, when it hits your sweet spot just right...”
Daniel moaned and abandoned the walkie-talkie to grip his dick with both hands. He imagined Micah was there, in bed with him, skillful fingers playing with his balls and making him shudder.
“Are you touching yourself, Danny?”
It hurt to do it, but Daniel tore one hand away to snatch the walkie-talkie off the bed. “Yeah.”
“Do you wish it was me touching you right now?”
Daniel groaned. “Fuck, yes.”
“Tell me what you want to do to me.”
“I...” Daniel had to release his cock entirely or this was going to be over before it really got started. “I’ll put you on your hands and knees. I’ll open you up and put my cock inside you. Put my handprints all over you. Fuck you hard and make you come.”
It took a few seconds for Micah to reply, and Daniel imagined he was naked and touching himself too, maybe sprawled out on his plush couch, skin on full display, constellations of freckles waiting for Daniel’s tongue to discover them all.
“If you want that,” Micah said finally, “you know what you have to do. Beg me.”
Daniel fisted a hand in his hair, arching his back. He was on the verge of losing control already, unused to playing these sorts of games. It occurred to him maybe it would be better to draw it out some more, let the anticipation and desire consume him. But he wanted Micah too much to put off seeing him another second. “Please come up here. Come here, Micah, and let me touch you. Please.”
Micah appeared in the doorway less than a minute later. He was stripped bare, his pretty cock just as stiff as Daniel’s. He stood there, biting his lower lip as he took Daniel in. “So hot. Look at you.”
Daniel held out a hand. “Micah.”
He didn’t have to wait any longer than the time it took Micah to cross the room. Micah climbed between his thighs and slid his mouth over Daniel’s cock without preamble.
The sound that tore out of Daniel was close to a sob. “Ah, shit.” He gripped Micah’s fiery hair, battling between the conflicting urges to pull him off and push him down so he could get his cock in Micah’s throat. “Wait, wait. I’m gonna—”
Micah drew away so quickly the sensation was almost enough to set Daniel off. He hissed, hips jerking, as one of Micah’s hands cupped his balls, tugging them down.
“Oh God.” Daniel kept from coming, but it was a close thing.
Micah moved up his body to deliver a rough, fast kiss, and Daniel clutched at him, trying to mold their bodies together, cocks brushing, legs tangling. Micah felt so good, tasted so good. Like Daniel and precome and the peach margaritas they’d been drinking. Daniel rolled them until Micah’s back was to the mattress, his thighs spread wide.
“Fuck me,” Micah said, eyes half-lidded and hazy with lust. “Lube is in the drawer.”
Daniel reached over to dig out the bottle he’d used when fingering Micah the last time they fooled around. He pushed a few items aside, searching for a box of rubbers, before turning back to Micah. “Condoms?”